Hi guys! Sorry it took me soo long to add another chap, but man have I had
it rough. I just moved, finished a term paper, and had to help my sissy.
But I do have good news peeps. I'm engaged!!
So there!
Don't own X-men Evo. But in addition to the lovely Remy pics, I now have pics of Kurt, in his lucky boxers, drawn for me by my wonderful beta, Red_angel_wings. Check her out, she's cool!!!
Chap: Well, see, it went like this........
The next morning was not fun. Kitty groaned from her bed, stretching. These hospital bunks were not meant for comfort, she just knew it. She glanced over at the other bed and saw Kurt slung out on it like tossed clothes. 'Poor guy. I must have scared him out of his wits.' She looked again at his position, which had his shoulders flat on the bed and his hips twisted almost all the way around. That could not be comfy.
Maybe she'd better wake him up. "Kurt? Kurt, you up?" she called softly. No response but a snore. Kitty cocked an eyebrow. She'd never known he snored. She hadn't even noticed last night, too tired to care. 'Wonder what time it is?' The girl glanced at the clock.
(gasp)
"Kurt!!! Kurt, wake up!! We're gonna be LATE!!!!!"
"Huhn? Va—mrph?" He mumbled from his pillow.
"Get up!! Oh, man, I've got a trig test in twenty minutes and I haven't even studied!!" Kitty flew about the room, shucking her clothes and tearing the new ones on in her haste. She shook Kurt's shoulder roughly. "Kurt, get up!! You're gonna have to teleport us there or we'll never make it!"
"Kitty? Its"---
"Oh god, where's your inducer? We have to get moving"—she was trying to drag him out of the bed by his right leg—"c'mon fuzzy, move!!"
"Kitty!"
"What?!"
"Its Sunday!"
"Sunday?"
"Yeah. That day that you go to church and then veg after breakfast and, and"—he paused with a frown. "What time is it?"
"Eight," she checked the clock again, "thirty-one."
(gasp)
"Schiss!! I'm gonna be late!!" He ported out of the bed to the bathroom and started to brush his hair at warp speed.
"But its Sunday, remember?"
"I've got to go to church! It starts at nine and I haven't even got some decent clothes washed!"
She thought a second, "I'll go get you some."
"But I haven't done my"—
"I'll borrow some from the other guys. You wash up, okay?"
Water flew everywhere as he started to brush his teeth. "Fa, dathns kibby." (tooth-brush for: Ja, danke Kitty.)
Two hours later, they were both coming back from church and a quick breakfast at Shoney's. Kurt had been surprised when Kitty had offered to come with him. He hadn't thought she'd want to go to a Christian service, her being Jewish and all. But he was glad all the same.
When he'd asked her why, she just shrugged. "This is part of your life, so I want to know more about it. Like, you were raised Christian?"
"Ja, baptized and confirmed."
"Confirmed?"
"Well, its like being recognized as an adult in the church. Coming of age."
"Like a Bar Mitzvah?"
"A what?"
This had led to a religious discussion that had lasted all through pancakes and sausage. Or bran muffins and melon slices, in Kitty's case.
But when they got home......
"Where have you two been?" Hank asked angrily as they walked in the kitchen door. They froze. Oh crap. They'd forgotten about---"I was worried sick. Both of you just up and vanished, the med room looks like a tornado hit it, and you didn't even leave a note. I thought something terrible had happened!"
"Yes, we were quite concerned," Ororo added with a light frown.
"Oh," Kurt thought furiously. "We, well, I was late for church, and Kitty offered to go with me. Sorry to scare you."
"You went out!? What were you thinking?! She could have had a relapse! I haven't even finished her bloodwork yet and you go outside!" Hank was near to shouting.
"Oh, um, about that," Kitty stammered, "we umm, like, know what happened now.........."
"And?" Ororo asked as she trailed off.
"Lets just say it won't happen again," she flushed furiously.
"That's the best you've got?" Kurt asked worriedly out of the corner of his mouth.
"You got anything better?" she hissed back.
"I'll need a better explanation than that," Hank said briskly.
"Um, sure, but you mind if I go change?" Kitty asked nervously. "I'd like to tell everybody that I'm okay too."
"Alright, but no more than twenty minutes, young lady."
Oh boy. This was going to be interesting.
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ta-da! Hope you all like it, thanks for your patience.
So there!
Don't own X-men Evo. But in addition to the lovely Remy pics, I now have pics of Kurt, in his lucky boxers, drawn for me by my wonderful beta, Red_angel_wings. Check her out, she's cool!!!
Chap: Well, see, it went like this........
The next morning was not fun. Kitty groaned from her bed, stretching. These hospital bunks were not meant for comfort, she just knew it. She glanced over at the other bed and saw Kurt slung out on it like tossed clothes. 'Poor guy. I must have scared him out of his wits.' She looked again at his position, which had his shoulders flat on the bed and his hips twisted almost all the way around. That could not be comfy.
Maybe she'd better wake him up. "Kurt? Kurt, you up?" she called softly. No response but a snore. Kitty cocked an eyebrow. She'd never known he snored. She hadn't even noticed last night, too tired to care. 'Wonder what time it is?' The girl glanced at the clock.
(gasp)
"Kurt!!! Kurt, wake up!! We're gonna be LATE!!!!!"
"Huhn? Va—mrph?" He mumbled from his pillow.
"Get up!! Oh, man, I've got a trig test in twenty minutes and I haven't even studied!!" Kitty flew about the room, shucking her clothes and tearing the new ones on in her haste. She shook Kurt's shoulder roughly. "Kurt, get up!! You're gonna have to teleport us there or we'll never make it!"
"Kitty? Its"---
"Oh god, where's your inducer? We have to get moving"—she was trying to drag him out of the bed by his right leg—"c'mon fuzzy, move!!"
"Kitty!"
"What?!"
"Its Sunday!"
"Sunday?"
"Yeah. That day that you go to church and then veg after breakfast and, and"—he paused with a frown. "What time is it?"
"Eight," she checked the clock again, "thirty-one."
(gasp)
"Schiss!! I'm gonna be late!!" He ported out of the bed to the bathroom and started to brush his hair at warp speed.
"But its Sunday, remember?"
"I've got to go to church! It starts at nine and I haven't even got some decent clothes washed!"
She thought a second, "I'll go get you some."
"But I haven't done my"—
"I'll borrow some from the other guys. You wash up, okay?"
Water flew everywhere as he started to brush his teeth. "Fa, dathns kibby." (tooth-brush for: Ja, danke Kitty.)
Two hours later, they were both coming back from church and a quick breakfast at Shoney's. Kurt had been surprised when Kitty had offered to come with him. He hadn't thought she'd want to go to a Christian service, her being Jewish and all. But he was glad all the same.
When he'd asked her why, she just shrugged. "This is part of your life, so I want to know more about it. Like, you were raised Christian?"
"Ja, baptized and confirmed."
"Confirmed?"
"Well, its like being recognized as an adult in the church. Coming of age."
"Like a Bar Mitzvah?"
"A what?"
This had led to a religious discussion that had lasted all through pancakes and sausage. Or bran muffins and melon slices, in Kitty's case.
But when they got home......
"Where have you two been?" Hank asked angrily as they walked in the kitchen door. They froze. Oh crap. They'd forgotten about---"I was worried sick. Both of you just up and vanished, the med room looks like a tornado hit it, and you didn't even leave a note. I thought something terrible had happened!"
"Yes, we were quite concerned," Ororo added with a light frown.
"Oh," Kurt thought furiously. "We, well, I was late for church, and Kitty offered to go with me. Sorry to scare you."
"You went out!? What were you thinking?! She could have had a relapse! I haven't even finished her bloodwork yet and you go outside!" Hank was near to shouting.
"Oh, um, about that," Kitty stammered, "we umm, like, know what happened now.........."
"And?" Ororo asked as she trailed off.
"Lets just say it won't happen again," she flushed furiously.
"That's the best you've got?" Kurt asked worriedly out of the corner of his mouth.
"You got anything better?" she hissed back.
"I'll need a better explanation than that," Hank said briskly.
"Um, sure, but you mind if I go change?" Kitty asked nervously. "I'd like to tell everybody that I'm okay too."
"Alright, but no more than twenty minutes, young lady."
Oh boy. This was going to be interesting.
&$#^%#@&%#
ta-da! Hope you all like it, thanks for your patience.